Demons, ghosts, Shura, Xia, Wu, all these great forces have arrived. The mighty Sanqing Dynasty was unstoppable, with 18 Ancient Demons, 17 Ancient Demons, 17 Ancient Shura Kings, 6 Ancient Wu Kings, and 6 Ancient Zhu Kings. The combined activity of qi almost crushed the sky.

A total of sixty-two ancient kings of the Three Qing Dynasty!

"Mo Gao, you!"

The demon clothes and the other demon kings Gu Qiqi were shocked, and their faces became extremely vigilant.

Behind the 62 ancient kings of the Sanqing, a dense army was in vain. Unparalleled murder swept through the fields and eight wastelands, changing the color of the entire sky. A biting wind swept across the land, and those stronger than the evil corpses changed color.

"Haha!"

The demons of Sanqing and the other ancient kings laughed.

Among them, a man named Mu Block is a statue of the Three Clears and Seven Heavens in Hell. He's incredibly powerful. There was a powerful divine light above his head, which was clearly a work of art. He looked at Jiang Fanxiao coldly, and said seriously: "It's been two years, you've been hiding for a long time, you little brute." Make me wait to find it!"

Jiang Fanxiao's clothes were stained with blood, and his cold face did not change.

Looking at his expression, the face of the Demon Ancient King Senran immediately became sluggish. This indifferent attitude made him suddenly angry in his heart: "Last time, with the help of Yao Yuan and others, now this purple MSI, who else in this seat can save you! People who have a relationship with you don't want to live alone!"

His gaze was extremely evil, sweeping over Jiang Fanxiao, sweeping over the evil corpse and others, and finally fell on the demon king of the demon clan, such as the demon clothes: "We are all ancient races, and this seat today gives the demon king face." Demon clothes, take your demon clan out of here right now!"

Sixty-two of them were gathered together, with a dark army behind them. At the moment, they didn't take the demon race and the evil corpse in their eyes. The towering battlefield in the starry sky opened, and all the kings of Luo Tian disappeared. Now Ziweixing, they are united by several major forces. Who can compete with them?

"Impossible!"

The demon's clothes were cold, and the demon's sword was pointing forward.

The smell of his body grew stronger and stronger, and the gray demonic light of the earth filled the fields and wastelands. He raised the Excalibur in his hand and shouted to the sky, "My demons, what should we do now?"

"War!"

All the demon clans roared in unison.

In the past ancient times, the strongest of the four ancient tribes talked for a few years, and the Demon Emperor won. Of the four ancient tribes, they were the most powerful, from the starry sky to the strong behind them. This glory does not allow them to take half a step back.

"Boom!"

Earth's demons rise into the sky.

It is an indomitable fighting spirit. Even if a powerful enemy is in power, the Demon Clan will not back down.

"How can you do this?!"

The demon's clothes were cold, and the divine sword in his hand was once again aimed at the ancient kings of Sanqing, such as the demons.

The face of the ancient Sanqing king in hell became extremely gloomy. Not far away, an ancient Sanqing King of the Ghost Clan sneered in a new ruthless way: "If you don't retreat, that's right. You can't be an ally anyway. They're all going to be killed here!"

"Humph!"

The Shura man snorted coldly and looked at this side seriously.

The Wu family and Xia's Sanqing Ancient Wang Li were together, and at the same time, they locked Jiang Fanxiao with their hearts, with a piercing killing intent in their eyes. On the other side, the three Qing and six kings of the Zhu family also leaned down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not a single one was spared, they were all killed!"

Elder Zhuguda is serious.

His Zhu Jiajian family has now suffered heavy losses. Several of the ancient kings of their three Qing dynasties committed heinous crimes. Now the demons and the Shura tribe and the other kings have come together. In total, there were more than 60 ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty. Due to the terrain, they now have an overwhelming advantage. It is not difficult to eliminate these people in front of them.

The group stared at Jiang Fanxiao and the others, and they all smiled sinisterly.

"Laugh at your mother!"

The Bull Demon Ancestor was the most temperamental, two white mist rolled out of his two nostrils, stared at the two big eyes, raised the stone mirror above his head and smashed it forward.

"Huh!"

The space moved slightly, and Jiang Fanxiao's figure appeared beside him.

"What's wrong with that boy?"

The Bull Demon Ancestor said angrily.

The stone mirror has been branded with Jiang Fanxiao's sacred knowledge. He waved his right hand, and the artifact in Niu Mo Ancestor's hand immediately appeared beside him, quietly hovering above his head. His eyes were cold and merciless, and he looked ahead coldly: "I'm here alone, you... Retreat ......"

Speaking of this, Niu Mao's ancestor and Yao Yi and the others were shocked.

"Boy, what are you talking about? Leave it to you? You're crazy!"

The evil corpse stared.

"Young master, don't be like this!"

The Demon Cloak also spoke.

Jiang Fanxiao's eyes flashed with the craziest killing intent. This little world is supported. He freed Rochin and moved him to the evil corpse. The stone mirror above his head shook, and he used his mind to convey a message to all his friends: "Please help protect Rochin's heart." Now, you all stand back... As much as possible!"

"Young master, you ......"

The demon's clothes are unknown.

He wanted to ask, but his confused words were interrupted by life...

"Retreat!"

The hearts of the indifferent elves and dozens of old monsters exploded like thunder.

The group was bewildered, each with a worried look on their faces. However, seeing that Jiang Fanxiao's attitude was so firm that there was no room for change, they finally did not insist.

"The demon clan belongs, retreat quickly, retreat!"

The demon's clothes roared.

His eyes flashed with boundless killing intent, coldly sweeping through the hell and many other ancient kings.

All the members of the Demon Clan were confused, but soon, when the Demon Yi let out another roar, all the members of the Demon Clan began to retreat, and the terrifying Demon Light began to move away from Zhu Jiajian's home, retreating thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

"Boy ......"

The evil corpse frowned.

But in the end, he shook his head and wrapped Luo Qin with the Three Qing Divine Powers.

"Shout!"

A cold wind blows across the world.

Jiang Fanxiao is now the only person left in this place. He is independent in the sky, dressed in black and dancing with the wind. He wears an artifact stone mirror on his head, and his eyes are sometimes dazzling, sometimes ferocious and intimidating.

"Humph!"

The demons of Sanqing and the other ancient kings drank very cold.

Many of them frowned as they watched as the demon race and evil corpses departed one by one. They always feel that something is wrong. But soon, this suspicion was suppressed by them, just a Xuan Immortal, even if he had the help of an artifact, he couldn't turn the storm in front of them.

"Encircled!"

The ancient Shura King was not at ease, and ordered in a cold voice.

Suddenly, the dozens of ancient kings and ancient armies behind them all moved, and a group of powerful survival pressures wrapped Fan Xiao in it, making the Quartet Void completely solidify.

"This seat depends on how you escape today!"

Ancient Ghost King.

Among these major forces, the ghost clan, the demon clan, and Zhu Jiajian hated Jiang Fanxiao the most and wanted to eat his flesh and blood raw. It was a bright time, with all the strong contenders, but Jiang Fanxiao killed the most talented young monarch of the three families. It's a great hatred, a monstrous hatred.

"Escape?"

Facing the ancient army besieged around him, his eyes were a little cold.

He stood motionless, with a stone mirror hanging from his head, and his merciless gaze swept over the kings of the ancient clans and the kings of the three clans: "You are all here, at the right time, saving me time to find you... Now that you've shown up, there's no need to go again. All souls are buried here!"

As soon as these words came out, the demon clan and the other ancient kings Qiqi were stunned.

"What did you say?"

The ancient Shura king spoke.

"Haha!"

In an instant, ridicule and ridicule resounded in all directions, and the entire Zhu family was drowned out with a voice of contempt.

"You're kidding, a bit of Hyun Hyun, dare to say such a thing. This is the first joke since the birth of the world!" The ancient king of the ghost clan laughed with a new look: "Wang Ben and the others are standing here. Try to move. Let me wait and see how you made me wait for all of them to be buried here. Go away!"

"Stop talking nonsense, kill him!"

The Demon King shouted.

"Kill!"

Elder Zhuguda also shouted.

At this time, many ancient powerhouses outside Jiang Fanxiao's body all rushed up, and they shot unparalleled magic weapons in their hands to kill. If so many strong people are killed together, then the power is really terrible. Even the real Sanqing ancient kings would change color.

However, in the middle, Jiang Fanxiao's face remained unchanged, still extremely indifferent.

"You're all going to die!"

His eyes are new.

"Boom!"

Shen Guang rushed towards the clouds, and at this time, he no longer suppressed his achievements, and the Sanqing Gate in his body cracked a crack. A powerful force surged upwards and rolled forward like a torrent of absolute existence.

And then...

"Boom!"

Above the sky, it was as if someone had beaten a sacred drum, and the whole world instantly became dark.

Dark clouds obscured the sky high high, and in the blink of an eye, a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky, covering all the boundless space. Red thunder thundered among them, like dragons roaming in the same line, sending out a supreme divine power that destroyed all living beings towards heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled through the sky.

At this moment, the whole purple was silent, the whole world lost its voice, and only the incomparable thunder echoed in the sky. In an instant, the scorching sun vanished, the day vanished, the entire purple miniature star dimmed, and a destructive air conditioner fell into the sky like a light rain.

"You!"

By now, many ancient kings, such as hell, have changed color on the earth where Jaju was founded.

At this moment, a huge whirlpool covered their lower part, and they felt a pair of eyes staring at them. It's a terrible feeling. They felt that they were overlooked by a supreme divine sky.

Standing in the middle, the corners of Jiang Fanxiao's mouth slowly hooked.

"Welcome to the ...... of Doom"

He was laughing, but it was cold.

"Boom!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of red lightning bolts fell at the same time, completely covering the space within the circle of Jiazhu Square. This is heaven grabbing thunder, and existence is to destroy. At this time, the endless waterfall of thunder light covered all three ancient clans and three hidden clans.